Web Published Poets
I hail to you
sentient ones
keepers of the morning dew
masters of the web so
recently spun
hail to you
who dare submit
who dare feel and tell
hail to you
charmers
singers
jokers
lucky ones who
know the morning dew
for the sunrise comes
and the sunset
goes
so wail
cry
rant
try
each day is not an
entitlement
only the gift of
old
and young
and hope
hope for a stricken child
hope for a grandmother
hope for a prisoner
for we are all prisoners
and hope
that says indeed there is
a new law of God’s physics
all that matters cannot be destroyed
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